The Hunters Love Percy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She leaned closer to his face, to anyone else it would appear she was about to kiss him. "Get. Your. Hand. Off. Of. Me." She growled, feeling her hackles shift under her skin. He held on for a moment longer before he had to concede. She gave him a sweet smile in case anyone had been watching and went back to work. He set back, looking around to make sure no one had noticed. His eyes met a familiar face through the glass. It was one of the hunters. Garin, her grandmother had told him. He was glaring daggers at him. Lyall looked towards Willow who was too busy to notice and looked back at Garin, flashing him a large smile. He knew what their exchange had looked like. It had looked like two lov

I am not sure what it is about her, but everything feels so much calmer around her. “I think so too.” He smiled, looking so in love already. I am so happy he was able to find his mate finally. Maybe now his life can start turning around. Maybe now we can all live happily. I need that to be true, I need it to be true so badly. I can’t take another moment of bad… bad news, bad moments, bad memories. I am ready for life to turn around already and stay that way. I need happiness, although from that vision that Ares showed me, it looks like I’ll eventually have it. But where was Percy? Probably off with Allie. I gotta figure out how we will work things out when he and Allie have kids of their own

She asked. Cara burst into tears and fell to the ground spitting out blood. "Everyone hates me," She said and collapsed on the ground. As she blacked out, a lone tear escaped her eyes. ~~~~~~~~~ Percy growled as he shifted into his wolf, a black wolf standing tall at 5'11. He ran into the woods with Kamil watching him close. Percy's wolf howled as he ran freely without thinking about everything that was happening in his life. He knew that the girl they had engaged her to wanted to be queen so bad that she didn't refuse his offer when he advised her against the marriage.

“For me to be able to control someone who was not my bride, they would need to drink my blood as well, and you say you are a vampire hunter.” “Shut it Dagon.” “Oh, I am touched, I think that is the first time you have said my name.” I could just picture his condescending grin. He was quiet for a few minutes, then added, “Silent treatment again, huh?” I got up and grabbed a cup and filled it with mead, and sat down by the fire, ignoring him.

I shook my head as this wasn’t making any sense. “The kills, they weren’t all vampires. Most of them were other hunters. I think this one is on the run from his own. But the fact he’s gotten this deep into the territory has Ductus Toño on edge, sending his men looking for him.” Diana explained. A hunter being hunted by his own? Well, shit, what could he have done to cross his people? Mistake one of a supernatural creature? It’s still not adding up. And honestly, beyond adding avoid the hunter to my list, I don’t see a reason to care.

Hello faithful readers. How do you do? I have been incognito for a while due to some hardware issues with my computer but I have found a way around that thanks to God. I am sorry for letting you all down and hope that wouldn't happen again. Now that I have that out of the way, there is an announcement to make. I am here to inform you that Book 1 of Hunters: The Prequel - Hunter Hunted - is over. And Book 2 begins today!

Percy had checked on me twice already, her own eyes shadowed from nightmares she wouldn’t fully share. “You okay over there?” Percy asked from the kitchenette, sliding a mug of coffee my way. Her tattooed arm flexed as she moved, the ink a reminder of the armor she’d built after what those three monsters did to her. “Davin’s still ghosting?” I nodded, sipping the bitter brew. It burned going down, matching the twist in my gut. “Yeah. I keep replaying it. He looked so hurt, Perce. Like I betrayed him by not noticing. But I can’t force feelings. Not when I’m still picking up pieces from Girad. God, what if I lose him as a friend too?”

“It’s basically a classic college love story.” Piper laughed, then looked back at Archie, her eyes shining. “So what do you say? It wouldn’t hurt to see where it goes.” Her heart was hammering so loudly she was sure he could hear it. She hoped deep down that he would decline. Archie fell silent, his thoughts drifting. So she was really doing this. Cecil let out a soft, shaky sound, her arm still extended. Her hands trembled from holding the bottle out too long. “You don’t have to,” she whispered, staring at the ground. “If you don’t want to, I—”

He asked fixing me with a curious look that made me want to tell him every single thing about myself. Unlike Declan’s eyes, Percy’s weren’t black, they were a beautiful brown, almost gold. “He used me.” I mumbled, shifting my gaze to the ground where about four crushed cigarette laid. “How?” Was Percy’s only response. I let out a small sigh. “We were supposed to get married. He… he tricked me, he and Evelyn. I… I loved him…” My voice went awfully small at the end and I hated myself for it. I could not afford to be weak, especially not in front of Percival Henderson.

Piling into their beds exhausted, then filtering into mine to hold me as the nightmares came, were my favorite. “I want to make love to you.” Vanquish sat up. I gave him a look and saw the question on his face. He’s not commanding he’s asking. “I’d like that.” “Me too?” Racer asked from behind me. I gave him a soft smile over my shoulder. He buried his nose further in my straight blonde hair. Taking in my scent. “Ohh, guess I’m breakfast man then.” Hunter grumbled. Bummed he’d hesitated. “Later, Hunter.” I gave him a promising look. Catching his hand and letting it slip from my grip as he rose to go in search of something to eat.